She paused, "You didn't say I could move in two days, why can't I move now?" ”

"It's only been these two days, what's the hurry?"

“…… But my neck hurts. ”

“………”

Xia Fanyin felt that this man's face had shown a little impatience, since he stabbed her sword in Shilipo last time, this man probably didn't bother to hide the indifference and violence in his bones.

Still, he lowered his head and lifted her up, as if trying to check the back of her neck.

But at this moment, Xia Fanyin's right hand moved, and he quickly pulled his bronze mask down. The man's eyes were sharp, and it was difficult to hit her with a single blow as soon as she regained the sensation of her hands and feet, so the mask did not fall off his face, only part of her forehead was exposed.

He quickly put the mask back on, and his tone suddenly became cold, "Xia Fanyin, are you looking for death?" ”

The smell of danger and fierceness still spread irrepressibly in the air.

She didn't care, although the mask was not torn off, but ......

Xia Fanyin looked at him calmly, "Are you really called Wuluo?" ”

The man's gaze was even more terrifying, as if he wanted to penetrate her.

She curled her lips, "I'm sorry, I recognized you." ”

Scold.

In the still air, the man stared at her for a moment, and suddenly raised his hand and slowly removed the bronze mask from his face.

Xia Fanyin had actually recognized him, so she shouldn't have shown any surprised expression, but when the strange mask with a gloomy aura was removed from his face, she was still shocked by the scars on half of his face.

Half of his face is delicate and handsome, which is what Fog Fall usually looks like, and half of his face looks like he was burned by fire and is seriously disfigured.

There was a hint of shock in her eyes, her eyelashes fluttering, and she opened her mouth but didn't speak.

The man looked at her indifferently, not as gentle or shy as before, he just pulled his lips mockingly, "See, are you satisfied?" ”

She opened her mouth again, "I'm sorry...... Is it a burn? ”

"You're not blind."

“………”

Both were silent.

Xia Fanyin pursed her lips, "Are you really the little prince of Nanzhao?" ”

"Fake."

"What are you doing with so many fake identities?"

"It's none of your business."

“………”

When he said this, of course Xia Fanyin would not ask again, and retracted his gaze lightly, "Then what is your name?" ”

The man got up and went out, "...... Fog falls. ”

It's just that his name when he was a child seems to be called Luohu - Luoxia and Luohu who fly together.

It seems to be the name given by the man.

But it was so long ago that he had forgotten about it.

…………

This little episode is as if it never happened, the only change is that when the fog falls on her side, she no longer wears a bronze mask to hide it.

He just used a mask to stick up half of his ruined face so that he could walk outside.

Although Xia Fanyin knew it psychologically, he still didn't quite adapt to Wuluo, who changed from a weak little prince to a little prince of Nanzhao, and then to the palace master of the Vulture Palace. But now she doesn't even have the heart to get to the bottom of it, and it has nothing to do with her.

Her only two short-term goals now are stealing corpses and ...... Murder?

Xia Fanyin never thought that she would become such an abnormal person.

Whether it is modern or the life that Master gave her, there has never been so much intrigue, life and death.

"It's time to enter Beijing tomorrow."